Brother…. are…..you living’ free?
With clear blue skies on golden streets….
Playing music all night long..
Without a care…in this old world..
Does mama cook pork chops & beans…
Black eyed peas and turnip greens?
Is there ham & a gravy bowl?
Fresh hot biscuits on the stove?

Sister are…there moonlit strolls
Falling stars, fresh fallen snow?
Does the wind blow through your hair?
Do dandelions grow everywhere?
And, is there bluegrass, do kids sing?
Can you skip rocks in a stream?
Are you dancing in the rain?
To Melody’s sweet refrain…